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Its the Fourth
It’s the fourth - fireworks; the fizzle of stars. The colorful display of power of the people — waving of the red, white and blue; freedom rings, slowly, building to a crescendo to include all the melting pot called the USA. Resilience and fortitude; weathered the wilderness where an unlearned cabin-patch man snatches every book his hands can capture, then captures our hearts, tall, even taller with his top hat — a silk black band added after his beloved son Willie dies. Lincoln, a man who united us in the favor of freedom, freedom that frees the pandemic of slavery, the dark history of whips and chains. And furthermore we ask, “Why oh why…” when headway is made do men continue to suffer and hang from trees, crosses burned. And all good men suffer with them, the agony of evil — it was to be stamped out, and the white hoods snatched off crazytown. If one truly believes in God, then he loves, not hates, his fellowman and each wants the best for him — of education, family, boundless freedom and desires to hold hands — building a chain, not of rust, but of trust. And we sing out, “God bless America.” I visited the WWII museum in New Orleans. A flat map showed the takeover of the world by forces of evil. Almost the entire world of East and West lit up — it took my breath away. What power quenched the burning furnaces, the torture of peoples? When America stood up, under the banner of “In God We Trust,” the hellfires, not easily squelched, the brave, the spirit of the wilderness gave all, they fought to set the captives free. Men, in general, are not perfect but the fight for freedom is a worthy cause and the sanity of a sound mind, a candlelight vigil of veracity is one to be stoked. Do we continue to fight each other, dividing, drawing lines, or pull each other into big sloppy hugs and love’s kisses. God bless this union called America; God’s mercy invites us to sing with one voice; freedom’s choice. It’s the fourth - fireworks; the fizzle of stars. The colorful display of power of the people — waving of the red, white and blue; freedom rings, slowly, building to a crescendo to include all the melting pot called the USA. 7/4/2020
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